“I think the next player should be. You!” Lord Death poked your forehead. “Come on up here and pick your item. You've been very patient, unlike some of the others in this room.” He sent a glare Black Star's direction.
“Thank you.” You followed him to the middle of the library and placed your hand inside the basket. Something almost immediately pricked your finger. “Ouch, what the world, who's trying to kill me?” You picked up the responsible item and looked at it. It was a button with the word “eat” written on it. “Soul, this is yours right?”
“Yeah, sorry about it poking you. I was sure I closed it when I put it in there.” Soul strutted over to you with his hands in his pockets. “It's pretty old though, and with all that other crap in there, it probably just popped open.”
“Now don't go making excuses Soul, you indirectly hurt a girl and should apologize.” Death shook a finger in his face, then quickly turned away, rushing to the closet door. “But you can do that in here. It'll give you something to use as a conversation starter. In you go now.” You and Soul obeyed Lord Death and took your seats in the closet. “I'll be back in seven minutes, have fun.” He shut and locked the door, leaving you two in darkness.
Soul immediately crossed his arms behind his head and leaned against the wall. “Man this is lame, not cool at all. I hate stuff like this.”
“It's going to be lame for the next seven minutes if you just sit there and sulk like that.” You grinned as you moved closer to him. “I'm pretty sure the whole point of us being in here is to improve social skills. So, let's be social, and make this seven minutes not suck.”
“Why do I get the feeling you've been hanging out with Blair?” He was purposely hiding his face from you in an attempt to hide the fact that he was blushing. “That's not cool either. That crazy cat should really be kept away from... well, most people.”
“You're stalling Soul. I'm not going to let you talk our time away.” You wrapped your arms around him from behind and kissed his cheek. “So don't even think about messing up my turn. I waited way too long to get in here.” You squeezed him tighter.
“Man, this isn't cool either.” Soul hung his head and sighed. “Actually, I guess having a girl all over me is pretty cool.” He was silent for a moment. “Fine, I guess we can do this, but only this once, and only because Lord Death pretty much demanded it.” Soul turned around to face you. He still had a bored expression on his face.
That was good enough for you. “Fine, blame it on Lord Death, that's cool.”
“I'm not. Never mind, just come here.” Soul roughly placed a hand on the back of your neck and pulled you to him. “First you complain that I talk too much, then you get mad because I find a reason to actually play.” He sighed, sending hot breath down your neck and chest. “You're really confusing, you know that?” He gave you a crooked grin before kissing you and wrapping an arm around your waist. Though you were prepared for this, you still blushed horribly. Time was running out, and you knew it. That didn't stop you from wrapping your arms around his neck and knocking him onto the ground. “Hey, calm down, we're probably out of time. No need to get all excited.” It was Soul's turn to blush. “Maka's going to kill me now you know.”
You were still snuggled up with Soul when Lord Death opened the door. “Oh good, it looks like you two made up. I should make this closet into the “We will get Along” closet.”
“Soul, why's she on top of you like that? You told me you didn't even want to play.” Maka was peeking in the closet with a ticked off look on her face.
“Geez. I seriously can't win when it comes to girls.” Soul let out a loud sigh. “This is just not cool, not cool at all.”
The owner of this deviation has disabled comments.